Dark Retribution

PROLOGUE

Prologue

The hardest thing about being famous is that people are always nice to you, knowing that the only reason that is because they fear you. Fear is subjective prescribed by my own doing. It's the way I prefer to run my career or should I say other's life. I like control and if that control is disrupted then bad things happen and when bad things happen, people die.

Are you sacred yet? If so don't be because I like to play fair. Most of the time. You see, there is a reason I am the way I am. I wasn't always this cold callous shallow person that was numb to anything but vehement rage but circumstances led me to this place. This place where I am the broken shell of a person I was all those years ago. It all started with Mark, my father but I like to refer to him as the sperm donor or the fucking bastard who cheated on my mother Janine and when he was confronted about it, he left her and me for his mistress of two years.

My beautiful mother who's radiant energy would light the room couldn't get over his betrayal, so one fateful night while I was out partying she slit her wrists. Bleeding all over the bathroom floor and quite frankly made quite a mess. I've always wondered what made her slit her wrist I mean why not go after the easy route like swallowing a couple of sleeping pills or drowning in the deep blue ocean so her body would never be found.

You've guessed it right, I don't only hate my father but I resent my mother too for leaving me all alone in this fucked up world that has left nothing but pain for me. If that wasn't enough, the boy that I grew up with, Kai Fraizer who was my high school sweetheart and the only man I have ever loved abandoned me on our wedding day. I was twenty one then. I was also naïve and foolish. I am none of those things now and the only thing I am certain of is that love is not real. It does not exist and people use love as a reason to screw your world upside down.

None of these things take the cake though because when I fled my hometown Denver leaving my grandmother behind, things took a turn for the worse.

What happened in those first two years that I left is what my nightmares are made of and it is also what made me other's nightmare.

This story is not a smooth falling love story, not yet anyway. This is a dark, gritty and different shades of fucked up that has become my life. I would indulge you with all the glory details but then I would have to kill you.

But maybe, just maybe he can chase away all my demons.

Here's hoping.